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Devils You Know -- Long Beach, California

Mar 01, 2008 12:48

Riley Finn parks his car and text messages his wife to let her know he's arrived. It's not like he's out in the jungles of Africa or the mountains of Afghanistan, but he knows she worries. She'd never admit it, but he knowsSam texts back "See you soon. Be careful ( Read more... )

riley finn, devils you know, ethan rayne, samantha finn, graham miller, lindsey mcdonald

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rising_star1958 March 1 2008, 19:03:36 UTC

His target had arrived just a few minutes earlier. He hadn't even gotten his nachos yet, let alone finished his beer.

Outwardly he smiles and relaxes, but inside he feels empty. He had just won the biggest case he's had in months, and yet here he was, doing the same thing he would have been doing if he lost. Or if he hadn't had a case at all. He had the fast track life, once, but he walked away from it, and not a day goes by that he doesn't ask himself why.

But when he picks up his beer with his replacement hand, and it all comes back to him.

whedon_buffy March 1 2008, 19:10:20 UTC

Riley sees the man and begins to move through the crowd toward him. Riley's a big man, Iowa farm-boy tall, but he doesn't really look out of place, and his movements are surprisingly graceful. When he's paying attention.

He gets to the table, and sees the man drinking alone. He's got that look about him. That at-sea look. Riley knows it because he used to have it himself. Back in Sunnydale.

"Lindsey McDonald?" he asks, when he reaches the table. He smiles, tries to not seem threatening -- keeps his hands where they can be seen.

rising_star1958 March 1 2008, 19:57:55 UTC

"Well, I guess that depends on who's asking," comes the answer. Lindsey silently searches his memory, but can't place this face.

But if this is someone the Senior Partners have sent looking for him, then he's dead already, so there's no sense in worrying about it. Instead he smiles, and offers the man a seat.

whedon_buffy March 1 2008, 20:19:14 UTC

The farm boy smiles and takes the seat, signaling the waitress to bring him a beer as he sits.

"The name's Special Agent Riley Finn," he says, looking the lawyer in the eye as he talks. "United States Army. But you can call me Riley."

It's clear Riley's taking the man's measure. He's not looking for a fight, but he's already figured out how one would go down if it happened. He's relaxed, but now lazy. He could spring into action if he needs to.

But Riley doesn't think this'll will come to that.

"I've been tasked with putting together a special operations team -- specialists, you could say -- and your work with Wolfram & Hart came to my attention. You've got quite a resume. Even better client list."

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The next day rising_star1958 March 3 2008, 14:04:23 UTC

Lindsey was supposed to have knocked on the door ten minutes ago, but instead he's sitting in the parking lot, leering at the warehouse from the driver's seat of his truck. This looks pretty low key for the Army, and Lindsey can't escape the fear that "Agent Finn" really was a Wolfram and Hart hitman.

Lindsey McDonald has no intention of walking into a trap, after all. He might have made arrangements for certain damning files to make their way to the IRS and FBI in the event that he mysteriously goes missing, but if he's burning in a Hell dimension courtesy of the Senior Partners, then that isn't going to be of much comfort.

Deciding it's time to either go in or turn around, Lindsey calmly puts his truck into park, and knocks on the door. On the inside his heart is racing a mile a minute, but to look at him, you'd think he didn't have a care in the world.

Re: The next day whedon_extras March 3 2008, 16:00:49 UTC

PLEASE REMAIN STILL FOR PRIMARY SECURITY SCAN says a robotic voice. THIS PROCESS WILL ONLY TAKE A MOMENT.

Suddenly, Lindsey is bathed in a warm, blue light.

RETINAL SCAN: CONFIRMED
DNA SCAN: CONFIRMED
DENTAL SCAN: CONFIRMED

There's a slight pause.

PLEASE SPEAK YOUR NAME

Re: The next day rising_star1958 March 3 2008, 16:32:37 UTC

"Li- Lindsey McDonald."

Re: The next day whedon_extras March 3 2008, 16:47:14 UTC

VOICE PRINT: CONFIRMED. IDENTITY CONFIRMED: LINDSEY MCDONALD. STATUS: CONSULTANT/SPECIALIST, COMMAND TEAM. ENTRANCE GRANTED. ACCESS: ALPHA MINOR/MAJESTIC MINOR.

There's an electronic hum, and the door opens. Inside is the hustle and bustle of a busy military facility -- some in uniform, some not, but all working on high-tech equipment and scanners, showing locations all over the country.

Waiting for Lindsey on the other side of the door is beautiful woman in a sleek, special ops field uniform. She smiles warmly and extends her hand.

"Mr. McDonald," she says, stepping forward and extending her hand. "We were beginning to wonder if you'd ever knock on the door." She's ribbing him, but her smile is warm and genuine.

"I'm Special Agent Samantha Finn. But please, call me Sam. Welcome to The Initiative."

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